And now, our Alice was where she most wanted to be, that indelibly eroticized part of her offered up to her clandestine s****l God, to be punished and plundered as much as he wished for an indefinite future. But it was his touch she craved, not Aunt Diana’s, and soon she was to have more of it than her poor bottom was likely to enjoy.
Christopher beckoned his wife from her post kneeling behind Alice’s naked splayed body,
“That will do, dear! It seems you have proven that our niece shares her naughty Aunt’s wicked predilection to get turned on by painful things happening to deserving female buttocks. We shall have to incorporate orgasms into her chastisements just as we do yours. That way she can experience the full spectrum of behavioral conditioning that you have so benefitted from si
